Lord Of The Flies (Post 9)

Lord Of The Flies



Chapter 9: A View to a Death

Perspective: Ralph

Come Back

Jack. Is. Just. Plain. Weird. When he was sitting there and eating and drinking. I just found it quite odd. I mean, when I was chief I wasn’t that…odd. I still hate him. He just rude and mean.

At least he gave Piggy and I some meat so we don’t starve. He was nice enough to give us that. But will he be nice enough to apologize for being a jerk? NO! HE WILL NEVR EVER FORGIVE HIM SELF FOR BEING THIS WAY!! I JUST WANT HIM TO LOOK IN A MIRROR TO SEE WHAT HE HAS BECOME!! HE HAS BECOME NOTHING BUT EVIL!! I need him to just look. For a little second, a minute, anything. He will never. I know. I can tell. This feeling is like phosphorescence. I can’t feel the way I felt before. I feel so empty. Nothing to live for anymore. Jack is making it worse for me.

Then it all got insane There was so much darkness and rain. It drove me insane. When we all formed the U-shaped circle I saw a small creature on its elbows and knees crawling towards us. Everyone thought it was the beast. It was to small to be a beast. As it got closer, I heard it say something. It seemed to weak to say anything. All I heard was: There’s…there’s…no…bea….st.” It was so softly said I hardly even heard that. I was on my tip toes watching the thing that was rolled up. I finally saw the creatures face. I looked like a corpulent. No, that can’t be…I thought. No……no…..NO NO NO! I got an even closer look a saw that it was Simon with a large spear threw his heart. Next thing I know it’s all quiet and there’s blood everywhere. I walk away slowly and fall on my knees. I put my face in my hands. My hands were suddenly wet. But the wetness was warm, not cold like rain. I sniff in and then I finally understand that I’m crying. I ran away to the camp before anyone could say his name. I get to the camp and slide on the sand and put my face in my hands again and start crying uncontrollably. A couple minutes later I think to myself, he’s gone. I lied down and cried and cried. Next thing I know, I’m fast a sleep and dreaming. I woke up five minutes later screaming “NO NO NO! COME BACK!” But it won’t happen, I thought. He’s gone forever. Forever.